Foxy was over in Lizzie's Curio shop helping her stock some of the higher shelves and singing to herself the Christmas songs that circulated through the radio on the elderly Model T's front porch. She always enjoyed the Christmas season, and today was no exception. Her and Lightning were going to Blue Venom later on to celebrate the holidays with Jeff, Lewis, Nigel, and Rip.
Rip was the newest addition to their group, and enjoyed every minute of their outings, from their drinking games to their drunken storytelling.
For the moment though, she was stuck stacking shelves. She sighed and got back to work, figuring that the shelves weren't getting stocked by her just standing there.
She finished about three hours later, and gave Lizzie a smile. Her and the Model T had been bonding over the past few months, and Foxy would often be found at Lizzie's shop, sitting on the porch and listening to Lizzie talk about anything and everything.
Foxy met up with Lightning, swapped into her car form, and away the two went. They didn't make it far before Foxy's phone buzzed. She answered, and her eyes widened.
Lightning, who had stopped at the side of the road, was now watching Foxy worriedly.
Her bumper fell to the ground in shock, and that got his complete attention. "They-They got-"
He watched as her mouth snapped shut, then began twisting in on itself, her eyes full of pain.
She didn't say anything for a while, then nodded. "Yeah. I'm-I'm all right. We're coming back now." Her attention still focused on her phone, she nodded. "All right. Stay inside, but make sure everyone else is accounted for. Okay. Bye." She hung up her phone, and started back towards town.
Lightning was quickly at her side. "Foxy, who was it, what happened?"
She bit at her lip, then sighed. "Somehow, Zundapp managed to get out of prison, and he's come after Mater, the kids, and Fillmore."
Her voice shook, and Lightning nudged her fender.
"Let's go get him then."
She nodded,and the two took off.
They reached the town in record time, and screeched to a stop in the middle of the road. The town was in chaos, cars speeding left and right, yelling to others.
Foxy and Lightning looked at one another, then nodded. "YO!" They both shouted.
Hoods whipped in their direction, and their owners came speeding over to them. Everyone tried talking at once.
"Shove tires in it, all of you!" Foxy bellowed mightily, and got silence. "Thank you. Now. Sally. You tell me what you know."
The other Porsche nodded, and began explaining.
About half an hour later, Foxy had been able to decipher that Zundapp had also gotten a small group of lemons, plenty to take down a group of children, a rusty tow truck, and a VW Bus. The lemons had charged the group down, then rounded them up like animals, leading them back into the twists and turns of Tailfin Pass. "Someone's gotta know that area really well, right? What about helicopters?"
"Foxy, that entire Pass goes on fer miles. We'll be lucky if we find three day old tire tracks from them." Doc replied, and Foxy turned towards him, giving him a stubborn, stern look that he knew well.
It meant that her mind was made up, and there was no stopping it. If you wanted to tag along, good luck keeping up.
He sighed, but the muleish look didn't leave her face.
"I'm going after them myself."
"Foxy, just hold on a second. Let's not get all fired up over nothin'-"
"I've got the capability, and no better time then the present." With that, she took off into Fillmore's dome, and came back shortly, carrying the blanket he had been using recently.
That done, the others could only watch in surprise as the Porsche was replaced by a fox, who buried her nose deep into the blankets, taking a deep sniff.
With a yip, she took off down the street, heading for Tailfin Pass, her nose to the ground.
"I'll go with her." Lightning headed out after her, leaving the others to look at one another uncertainly.
As soon as they entered Tailfin Pass, they spotted a black helicopter, circling the skies. It seemed to spot them, because it came closer.
"If you vant to see your friends again, you vill vant to come better prepared then this!" The heavily accented voice sounded like it was coming from a bullhorn, but Foxy still recognized it as Zundapp's.
She began growling, the fur on her back and shoulders rising angrily.
"Foxy. The scent."
She looked over her shoulder at him, nodded, then began sniffing again. She darted off, Lightning right on her tail.
"Foxy, hold up, just one second." She paused, and Lightning clipped her leash to her collar. "There. Continue."
She took off, following an invisible line, and it was all Lightning could do to keep a hold on her leash. As it was, he still nearly dropped it twice. Foxy seemed to be in her own little world, and didn't notice that she was nearly choking herself to death. Every now and then she would pause, hack for a few seconds, then continue onwards.
Finally, she stopped, looking directly at a wall of rock.
"Are we going up?" Lightning asked, and at her nod, lifted her up onto a ledge. "Start climbing. I'll meet you up there."
She nodded, and began hopping from ledge to ledge. She seemed to be working on a diagonal slant, and he discovered that she had found a hidden road.
"Good work, Foxy."
She just continued onward, and Lightning pulled up behind her.
"Go scout and see if it's safe." He whispered, and she hopped onto a ledge.
She laid her ears flat, and slowly peered over the lip of the rock wall. Lightning watched from the safety of the shadows as her tail began wagging. She was about to jump onto the top, but quickly began growling. "Foxy. Psst. What's wrong? Who's up there?" She came back over to him, and whined. "Are we going up there?" A nod, and he sighed. "Do you think you could lead us all back?" She whimpered and nodded, confused.
That figured out, he picked her up, got a good hold on her leash, and set her on his hood, rolling towards home. She tried to jump off numerous times, but he held onto her firmly.
They reached town, and he finally set her down. The others rolled closer in confusion.
Foxy morphed into a human once more, and began to shout at Lightning, asking him what was his problem, why did he come back, and weren't they going to rescue anybody.
"Foxy, just listen to me for a minute!" He watched as her mouth snapped shut, then began to explain that the two of them wouldn't be able to fend off all the lemons. Even if they were lemons.
She sighed, and there was a long moment of hesitation. "Fine." She grumbled, and Lightning laughed.
"Come on, it'll be fun. Think about it, we'll be saving Christmas!"
"I guess that's okay." She replied finally, and grinned. "All right, let's do this! Who's with us?!" Foxy threw a fist into the air, jumping up a little to give herself more height.
The others cheered, and they got to work.
After a few days, they were ready, on the night before Christmas Eve. They had everything planned out, so nothing could go wrong. And if it did, they had plans for that, too.
Foxy led them back up to the hideout of the German, her expression fierce. She was ready to tear into each and every lemon, and the others knew it. They stopped underneath tree cover, and began to assemble.
There were three leaders to this operation, and all would be going out with two others. After that, they would send the remaining out. Sarge, Foxy, and Lightning were prepared to do anything, if they needed to. They looked up at the cliff it was on, at least until Foxy scowled. "Let's do this."
"Alpha, Beta, Gamma, now."
Doc, Sheriff, and Foxy nodded once. This was her miniature fleet for battle, and they rolled to the side.
Lightning called out the second group of three, which was Red, Sally, and he.
Foxy called out the third group, of Luigi, Guido, and Ramone. Soon, they were all sorted into groups of three, and were now waiting for the three leaders to give the signal.
Foxy's eyes were narrowed angrily as she looked up at the ledge. "For Christmas."
Lightning rolled forwards, wearing a serious expression. "For friends."
Sarge nodded, his expression nearly as intense as Foxy's. "For victory."
"FOR ALL OF US!"
There was a combined shout, then they charged towards the cliff, Foxy leading the charge. They wound their way through the dirt pathways, until they got to the ledge.
Super-Angry-Human-Turned-Fox GOOOOO! XD Here's 'The Battle For Christmas', you guys! :D